The night had passed. Morning sunlight filtered softly through the paper windows of the Uchiha district.
As dawn marked a new day, Uchiha Yue—unlike his typical hyper-vigilant self—chose to sleep in, an indulgence rarely afforded in the shinobi world.
"Well, the sun's already up? Looks like I won't make it to the Jōnin School today. Hopefully, Murata-sensei won't be too mad," Yue murmured, glancing lazily at his alarm clock, completely unfazed by the idea of skipping class yet again.
In truth, Yue's concern for school had long faded. Ever since regaining the memories of his past life and awakening his Mangekyō Sharingan, his focus had been singular: surviving the Uchiha Clan Massacre and altering fate. Compared to that, mundane academy routines meant little. Skipping class wasn't a rare occasion—it was the norm.
Were it not for the persistence of Murata-sensei—a previously unmentioned but original character known for tailing Yue back to the Uchiha compound more than once—Yue might've forgotten the man existed altogether.
"Sleeping in… truly one of life's greatest pleasures. Too bad so few in this world can enjoy it," Yue sighed. "Still, I can't relax too much. The coming storm hasn't passed yet."
His thoughts briefly lingered on the academy and Murata-sensei, but were quickly discarded. As his mind re-centered, the former lethargy faded, and his renewed vigor returned. Perhaps it was due to the explosive growth in strength last night, or simply the mental relief that came from gaining a temporary edge against fate.
In either case, the fatigue built up over months of mental strain had vanished. His body radiated vitality. His spirit—fueled by ambition and power—burned bright. A hidden confidence now clung to him like a second skin.
After a leisurely morning and a hearty breakfast, Yue returned to what truly mattered: growth. Sitting cross-legged in his room, he began compiling and organizing his personal data panel using the internal interface granted by his illusory world's system—a pseudo-stat board that helped him track progress.
Name: Uchiha Yue
Constitution: Chūnin-class (Enhanced via White Zetsu cellular fusion)
Spirit: Kage-level (Mangekyō Sharingan awakened)
Chakra: Jōnin-class (Rapidly increasing)
Chakra Attributes: Fire, Wind, Water, Earth
Kekkei Genkai: Mangekyō Sharingan (Abilities: Izanagi, Izanami, Unreal World, Susanoo), Partial Wood Release (from Zetsu infusion)
Ninjutsu: Clone Technique, Transformation, Substitution, Uchiha Shuriken Technique, Fire Style: Great Fireball, Wind Style: Gale Palm
Taijutsu: Basic Academy-level proficiency
Genjutsu: Standard Sharingan illusion proficiency
Overall Combat Rating: Elite Jōnin (Able to threaten lower Kage-level)
The panel was plain but informative. Mangekyō Sharingan, now fully awakened, clearly stood out as his core strength—granting him both battlefield utility and personal defense against future calamities. His "Unreal World" was especially versatile, acting both as a metaphysical lab and an arsenal creation suite.
However, Yue was painfully aware that aside from his eye techniques and recent Zetsu enhancements, his foundation was relatively weak.
"Without the Zetsu cell fusion," Yue mused, "my body would still be at best above-average Chūnin level. Relying on Mangekyō without a strong base is like Kakashi spamming Kamui—it would kill me before the enemy."
Even Kakashi Hatake, despite wielding the fearsome Kamui, had nearly died multiple times from overexertion. His stamina and chakra were always his greatest weaknesses, often forcing him to be surgical with Mangekyō usage.
Yue wasn't far from that reality either—until now.
Still, his personal combat techniques outside of dojutsu were lacking. He knew a handful of elemental jutsu, basic genjutsu, and minimal taijutsu.
"It's not sustainable to use Mangekyō for every minor fight. It's overkill—and wasteful," Yue acknowledged, scanning the panel again. "I need to reinforce the fundamentals. Build a base that doesn't need Mangekyō to handle trash mobs."
Setting a clear training directive in his mind, Yue stood and crossed the room. From beneath a floorboard, he retrieved a small wooden box.
Click.
Inside were several scrolls—seven or eight, to be exact—bearing Uchiha family crests and personal notations. These weren't academy-issued. They were heirlooms—left behind by his parents.
Though unnamed in canon, Yue's father had been a skilled Jōnin with a fully matured Sharingan. His mother, while not a battlefield shinobi, also awakened her Sharingan and passed down supportive knowledge. It was plausible that, in this alternate timeline, they'd saved personal jutsu notes for their sons.
A small smile touched Yue's lips.
"As expected of an elite Uchiha lineage. Let's see what sort of legacy you've left behind…"
It's just that Uchiha Yue, prior to the awakening of his past-life memories, possessed impressive natural talent—but not to the monstrous degree of prodigies like Itachi or Kakashi. Furthermore, without a mentor or proper clan guidance, he had relied solely on self-study, which limited the efficiency and polish of his development.
Even so, through sheer persistence and innate ability, Yue had already mastered several elemental ninjutsu, including techniques from both the Fire and Wind release categories, and even developed a custom variant of the Shadow Clone Technique tailored for his unique chakra flow and mental fortitude. His overall combat strength had long surpassed most peers his age at the academy.
"Fire Style: Flaming Dragon Fire, Fire Style: Phoenix Sage Fire, Fire Style: Dragon Flame Song Curtain. Wind Style: Pressure Damage, Wind Style: Wind Cutter, Wind Style: Thousand Faces Gale. Huh—Earth Style: Earth Flow Wall, too? That's a surprise."
As Yue examined the inherited scrolls one by one, he casually recited the names of the jutsu aloud. But when his gaze landed on the final scroll, his eyes lit up in genuine surprise.
Originally, Yue's chakra nature affinities had only included Fire and Wind—attributes consistent with many Uchiha, especially those like Sasuke and his father Fugaku, both of whom heavily favored Fire Style. However, after his recent fusion with White Zetsu cells—cells that carried Hashirama Senju's genetic imprint—he had gained partial affinity for Earth and Water elements as well. Though the Wood Release remained incomplete, the elemental foundation for it was now present.
Up until now, Yue had intended to deliberately collect supplementary ninjutsu from Earth and Water Styles to capitalize on this change. Yet, to find an Earth Release technique tucked among his parents' legacy was a fortunate coincidence.
"Hmph. Looks like I overlooked this earlier. Good thing I checked again when I did."
With a brief self-reproach, Yue unfurled the scroll. His matured Three Tomoe Sharingan spun gently, capturing and memorizing the technique's content instantaneously. Not a single kanji or hand seal instruction escaped its gaze.
He couldn't help but marvel again at the sheer utility of the Sharingan. Beyond battlefield supremacy—predictive motion reading, chakra perception, and genjutsu casting—even mundane tasks like memorizing scrolls were streamlined effortlessly. It was no wonder the Uchiha, upon awakening their dojutsu, were so often hailed as geniuses. The bloodline quite literally engineered brilliance.
Setting aside the scrolls with practiced care, Yue did not leave the house or head for the clan's training fields. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the tatami mat, closed his eyes—and sank directly into his illusory world, a realm born of his unique Mangekyō Sharingan ability: the "Unreal World."
In the blink of an eye, his internal perspective shifted. Once again, he stood within the boundless mental landscape that belonged to him and him alone.
With but a thought, a massive training facility materialized—complete with moving targets, seal-inscribed dummies, elemental testing areas, and variable terrain. Everything was perfectly tailored to shinobi training, drawn from Yue's accumulated memories and imagination.
But that wasn't all. As the illusory world took form, his pupil power automatically accelerated its temporal mechanics. The flow of time within the Unreal World surged until it reached over a hundred times faster than reality—transforming a single second outside into over a minute within.
"Mmm… at one hundredfold acceleration, the chakra consumption is already exceeding regeneration limits. Gotta dial it back a bit."
Yue adjusted the internal time dilation through a mere shift in mental intent, stabilizing it at around sixty times real-world speed—fast enough to condense months of practice into hours, but still sustainable for longer durations.
"After all, I'm not in combat now—no need to push it to Tsukuyomi-levels of distortion, where one second becomes 72 hours."
With a satisfied nod, Yue let his consciousness fully settle into the Unreal World. Here, time was his tool. Training, theory crafting, chakra control, elemental fusion—he could refine it all with superhuman efficiency.
Armed with the legacy techniques of his family, the accelerated space of the Unreal World, and the expanded elemental palette granted by White Zetsu cells, Uchiha Yue had secured for himself the shinobi equivalent of a spiritual Hyperbolic Time Chamber.
Now, there was nothing stopping him from catching up to—or surpassing—the monsters of his era.